Postmortem Tales Lyrics

Welcome to the festival – raising Cain
Sarcasm and scorn as the serpent uncoils
You've come to taste death and the sentence of stone

Iron chains and colossal chaos – enslaving for the power of death
Evoke the evolution – now draped in sharp thorns of metal

Welcome to the festival – raising Cain
Sarcasm and scorn as the serpent uncoils
You've come to taste death and the sentence of stone

Unleash a will
- To bring that venomous wind a heart of its own
And to end
- The dream spared from a haunting forse
Rip what's lionized
- Speak with the tongue of pure abomination
Raise the fists
- Nail the centre of the enemy eye, O yeah!

You face the face of punishment – of fears unveiled by the end
We taste the wind by chaos cursed and watch the blades still their thirst

Sodomized and victimized
Postmortem tales – speak for the dead

Sodomized and victimized
Postmortem tales – speak for the dead
Living Cain – everreign
Postmortem place – blood's got to be shed